On the 21st April 2016, the world of music came to a long pause when Prince Rogers Nelson transcended from this life, into the afterworld. Music lost its greatest teacher, Prince fans lost their Messiah, his friends and family lost his love, humour and huge generosity and Purple was painted around the world with flurries of snow falling in various countries. What greater symbolism of a uniquely special being Prince is could the Higher Self show us? His music will live on forever and his enigma can never be decoded. The only thing in this rawness of his passing that gets me through is that God gave him a job to do on Earth and his work is done, The Father has called him home.
Day 7 – After The
Rain... As a writer and being purple blooded, it's always been a
conflicting and lengthy effort working on this blog because there's
always been so much going on with Prince and his music, the extensive
backlog and so much to learn, as well as embracing his craft, his
huge presence in my life. I could never keep up with him. I never
intended this blog to be a factual, analytical guide about the man
and his music. I just wanted to document and share the pleasure his
music and beauty has given me in life. In recent weeks I was
drafting out a project for the GOOGLE + All About Prince page which
would take up less time, therefore making me able to share Prince's
music and my memories more frequently, giving up the project on this
blog. I was also saving up for funds to be able to take my youngest
daughter along with me to see Prince when his Piano and Microphone
tour came to the UK. Seeing Prince live on stage is at this present
moment, for me, indescribable. Anytime before last week, I could've
dropped a slick quip for the sentence, but I know I am blessed to
have had the experiences of doing so. Being able to attend a Piano
and Microphone show was my set goal, I wanted the best seat in the
house and I wanted my daughter to have that intimate taste of purple
magic so she understood why his music means so much to me, like my
eldest child before her and more importantly, I wanted her to see
what a REAL musician in a time full of fake and lazy ones, was truly
all about.
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| A beautiful rainbow graced over Paisley Park, hours after Prince physically left his home in Minneapolis, USA, for the last time. |
Since 21st
April, I've been through a rollercoaster of emotions on a ride that I
can't get off. SHOCK, DENIAL, PAIN, ANGER, CONFUSION, PRIDE IN HIM,
LOVE FOR HIM and an array of others all for this man I've never met
but who has made more of a positive impact than any man, any human
being that I've ever known physically. Through the hurt (and it's
still hurting), I came to the conclusion that I MUST continue with
this blog. He deserves more than the pathetic attempt I've already
produced and I owe it to him to do better. If All About Prince
doesn't ignite someone in this generation, it might in the next or
the one after that because people will be talking about him long
after we've all gone so what a truly specially gifted bunch of folks
we are to have lived and breathed in the same time that he did.
For me this journey
will be a tough one but I'm working my hardest on it, to get through
it.
Peace – Donna
*I know I have referred to Prince in present tense, instead of past tense. I know my grammar, I just struggle to accept he's gone.
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